Mainstream society for some reason portrays women as more sexually chaste and pure and men as more into unusual sexual practices. I believed this myth for a long time.
Women seemed interested in relationships, which seemed noble and mutual. When the relationships worked, sex would come. That’s the mainstream view on women.
Men, by contrast, wanted sex, often dirtier and nastier than the beautiful love scenes in romance movies marketed to women. That’s the mainstream view on men.
Myths
Experience with women has absolved me of these debilitating myths. Specifically, experience in two ways: in number and depth of relationships with women.
I’ll grant that men take more initiative and responsibility to make their sexual desires happen, but not that women have any less desire, nor that their desires are any less dirty, nasty, or varied. They just make them happen more subtly, often enabling them to say they just agreed or acquiesced to what the man wanted.
A strategy that works is to hold back on what you want, let potential partners express their interests first, then choose among partners by compatibility. As long as they compete, you can always look like you’re just agreeing to what they ask for. Then you get what you want and they’re grateful to you.
The value of numbers
Sexual relationships with many women leads you to see patterns. You see how many respond with passion and pleasure to dirty things they wouldn’t when not in the heat of the moment. As your beliefs and expectations of their chastity and purity move from mainstream myth, you allow them to express themselves without fearing judgment.
When they see you have options and aren’t going to compete for them, and they sense that your sexual skills and experience will help them fulfill their fantasies, they reveal them to you. The more experienced and confident you are, the more they expect their experience with you will not only lead to a night of pleasure but to a mind-expanding fantasy-fulfilling life-changing long-term experience. The more they can expect, the more they’ll share.
The value of depth
Which brings me to depth of sexual relationship. The more deeply you mutually share, and you meet her sharing with support, the more she’ll feel motivated to share. If you want depth, it’s important to support her. The more she feels supported, the more she’ll share because almost nothing makes a relationship valuable than to be supported for what you care about most.
All the more so for what you don’t or can’t share–and sexual fantasies fit the bill.
I’ve made one of my top priorities in relationships to make her feel comfortable sharing what she cares about and to support her on those things. One result is learning many women’s deep sexual fantasies.
Frankly, I don’t see them as any more or less dirty, nasty, chaste, pure, or varied than men’s. Just between tying or being tied, hypnotizing or being hypnotized, pinning down or being pinned, acting first or reacting, dominating or submitting, etc, they overwhelmingly prefer the latter choices.
But they love participating just as much–generally after you start. They rarely will do anything to make a threesome happen, but something happens to them when it starts that they dive into the other woman.
Why I wrote this post
I’m going astray from my original reason to write this post. It had only occurred to me recently how many sexual practices away from plain vanilla women initiated. I don’t consider myself a prude, but I’m surprised.
Here are things that women did first:
Oral: This happened long before I learned about game. She was my first sexual partner. We were lying in bed and she asked, “Can I kiss it?” I was just a teenager, but before then, I thought girls wouldn’t enjoy giving blow jobs so I wouldn’t have asked for one, not that I would know how it would feel. Turns out she wanted to pleasure me more than I wanted to ask for it.
If only I had realized then the extent women loved pleasing men they cared about.
Anal: I guess I’m not that into anal. All the times I’ve done it have been at women’s request. I’m happy to give, though I do enjoy being coy for them to reveal their desire for it. It still surprises me how the mainstream view says that men love anal and women acquiesce. The women I’ve done it with were crazy about it.
“Master”: A women asked me permission to call me master. I hadn’t expected it, though it took no time for me to fall into the role. She loved it. Seeing how natural she felt calling me master led me to introduce it with others to widespread enjoyment.
Unprotected sex: One woman I dated for years one night told me how she had been tracking her cycle with thermometers and everything, and this was her least fertile time. We had tests to show we were disease free. She wanted me to come inside her with no protection. I said I was not prepared to be a father.
I’ve read stories women tell of how men coerce and don’t take no for an answer. None of those stories had anything on her. Eventually I gave in. I’m not a father, but I’m never doing that again.
Which brings me to
Non-consensual sex: I read a lot of stuff these days about consent being sexy at the nice end and lack of consent being criminal at the other end. In all my sexual experiences, I don’t remember any women asking me for consent. I’m sure a couple did, but nearly one hundred percent of them never asked consent.
Collars: I hadn’t thought much about collars. They seem kind of fun. Somehow they came up in conversation, or maybe we were in a novelty store. In any case, one woman I dated for years lit up on the topic and said that a collar from a man made her feel complete.
Not many other women seemed so into collars, but one other that I texted a picture of a collar to responded in a way I can only describe as life changing. She said she’d never thought of it but seeing the picture awoke in her an awareness of what she wanted in a relationship with a man.
Rimming: One night when we were both drunk, when we got in bed, a woman I dated a long time said, “get on your knees,” which I hadn’t heard from her before. I normally don’t comply with requests like that so I asked what she meant. She asked me to just go with it and got me into position to rim me, which she did, with a reacharound.
I never would have asked for it, but to this day it remains the greatest physical pleasure I’ve felt, though I don’t feel that comfortable with the position. Still, I’m not going to deny her the joy of getting what she wanted from me.
“Slut”: I don’t remember which woman asked me to call her “slut” first, but I know I didn’t start it. And I know she wasn’t the last. It’s a common request.
Shaming: This one I don’t like. I remember the time a woman publicly shamed me for a sexual preference. I’m not going to go into it here, but it happened in college, when I was young enough not to have defenses or resilience to handle how much she hurt me. It resulted in me hiding parts of me for over a decade, before learning through this community to turn weaknesses into strengths.
I’ve never shamed someone like that, nor have I heard of a man shaming a woman like that.
Choking: A woman told me she liked choking (which every time I see it mentioned on any site whatsoever, is followed by numerous posts by know-it-alls pointing out its risks). I obliged. She commented with one of my favorite compliments anyone has given me: “You choke well.”
“Stick your finger in my ass!”: One of my favorite acts by a woman was a near one-night stand (I had met her briefly before through friends, so not exactly a one-night stand). We were in bed and she clearly asserted, “stick your finger in my ass.”
I wish all women learned to assert so clearly what they wanted. They’d get more of it then.
I’ve certainly initiated many other practices and there are plenty of women to whom I’ve introduced such things, but I certainly don’t view women through the mainstream lens putting them on a pedestal, dehumanizing and depersonalizing them. I should also clarify, though I imagine it’s obvious to everyone, that everyone is unique.
Wrapping up, I’ll close by mentioning that I hope you reach where women open up and share their desires and go to new places you wouldn’t have. Fantasies are nice, but experiencing them as they are–fully, uninhibited, mutually supporting–is better, for me in my experience anyway.